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[ hinami didn't go to school today. she couldn't bring herself to. even just waking up was a trial she hadn't wanted to face, even though it was inevitable. ]

I was going to ask what they did in other worlds to [ mourn ] honor loved ones, but it wouldn't feel right even if I tried them.

So I was just wondering what everyone else's mother's were like?

My mother was a wonderful woman. She was very kind, and always smiled even when things were hard.

Even though I couldn't go to school, and she hadn't either, she taught me to read and write as much as she could. She'd look at my book every day and say "please do your best!". No matter how many times I messed up a kanji, she never got mad or frustrated.

She made most of my clothes by hand, made them like hers because she knew I liked it. Sometimes she even made them out of her own, even if she still loved wearing them.

...I don't have any pictures of her or a family altar to burn incense and pray for her. So I wanted to remember the good things about her.

The way she held my hand even after people asked if I was too old for it, or made sure I was under the umbrella even if it meant she got rained on. Her and my father always seemed so happy together, even though he was always busy with work.

The days we could all three be together are my favorite. I don't want to ever forget those things, even if they're small.

[ she will still burn incense and pray, of course, but...it won't feel the same. especially not in a world where Ryoko Fueguchi never even existed.

maybe talking about her here is the only way to reaffirm she did at all. to know that someone beyond herself and Kaneki are aware she existed beyond a memory in an alley.

ooc: alternatives to mom's are absolutely fine!]

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I don't think you'll forget. No matter how much time passes.

Those things are always going to be a part of you no matter what. It'll show in the way you see things or the way you do things. It's like that for me too. It was always just my mom and me.

I want to hold onto everything. What she sounded like, what she smelled like...I know I can't, but I wish I could.

What was Ken-chan's mom like?

I understand that. I feel the same way, too.

I guess you can say my mom was my whole life. My family didn't have a father so she took care of me herself. I remember her being tired all the time because she worked a lot of jobs and she was doing stuff to earn money even when she was home too. But she cooked really well and always tried to do something for me until the very end.

Dad was busy as a doctor, so I spent all my time with Mom...she never cooked, but we would practice writing together and draw pictures.

I remember when all three of us could have a day together, she was so happy.

My mom died when I was 7 so I don't remember all that her well. She was a good mom on paper, I guess. She tried but I don't think her heart was in it. She was jealous of me and my brother, with our dad, and she didn't really want to spend the time with us. I know it's terrible but sometimes I think it's better that things worked out the way they did.

Was your Dad better?

I think that he tried to be the best dad he thought he could be. They were good people, but honestly I don't think they were equipped to be parents. They kinda got dealt a hard hand and it didn't swing in anyone's favor.

Being a parent sounds like it's hard to do.

I don't remember my mother... But I had a big sister. Sometimes when I played too hard outside, I would get sick and had to stay inside. She always came in, even at the risk of getting sick herself, and would change the wet cloth on my head. It always felt so cool, and I could sometimes hear her humming. Talking to herself about how I had to take better care of myself. No matter what happened, she was always there for me.

I have a big sister too. [ technically. the saga of 'are any of these ghouls actually related' continues. ]

They're definitely like Mom's sometimes.

She sounds really nice.

You think so? Then that's all I need.

[Mothers may have a special place in people's hearts, but for Gran, it was Hitomiko.]

I owe everything to her.

I'm glad you have someone like that, Gran-san.

I didn't have a mother. But I had a grandpa and he was always really nice to me. He taught me how to cook and he liked me a lot!

But I think Freya counts as a mother kind of?

She was really sad but she was always really nice to me, even after everything happened. She really looked out for me too and made sure I was safe

She's really strong and nice. [ He really admires Freya. She was distant, sometimes, but after everything, he didn't blame her. Compared to all the weight she carried on her shoulders, his problems were small.

But he'd made her smile, sometimes. He clings to the memory of that. ]

If you feel like she was a Mom to you, it definitely counts.

They both sound really nice.

My mother died while I was still an infant, so I suppose it would be wrong to say that I ever knew her. We were in a carriage accident and she gave her life to protect mine.

But I do feel close to her all the same. I initially pursued archaeology because of her, and I know that she's watching over me in whatever I do.

[was that strange? he can't think so. there had been a connection when he'd explored the mysteries of the stone mask, something sacred in those quiet hours of solitude. his mother knew and loved him, even now.]

Your mother sounds like an admirable woman. I'm certain the same is true for you.

[whether she found a way to honor her or not in this world, Hinami's mother would be proud. she couldn't be otherwise, not when her daughter held tight to the memories that were most important.]

[ oh that hurts. ]

I wish I could be as great as she was.

My mom...she did the same thing. She

She died so I could get away to safety. I think that;s what Mom's do.

It certainly seems that way, doesn't it? There's nothing that a mother wouldn't do for her children.

But I don't think you have to worry about living up to her image. If you're doing your best to fulfill the things that you love, there's nothing more that a parent could hope for.

I think...or I hope that she'd be happy with how I'm living my life here.

If you're happy, then I have no doubt that she is as well. That's the basis of love, after all.

My mom is here, actually.

Her name is Bianca, and she's a nurse. And she's one of the best people I know. She's always been there for me through everything, no matter what. She's always worked hard for us, and she's never been afraid to stand up for what's right. I mean, she stands up for that louder than most people I know. [BIANCA IS A TERRIFYING WOMAN.] I know I'm pretty lucky to have had her back home and I'm lucky to have her here too. It sounds like my mom and yours would have gotten along really well. I'm glad that you had her for even a little while, and that you're remembering in your own way. That's really important too! If you tell us, we can help you remember.

Anyway one of the things I love about my mom is that whenever anyone needs someone like that in their lives, I can always introduce her to my friends. I know it's helped before.

So if you want to be around people who understand, I figured I'd let you know we're holding a big Thanksgiving party later this month. If you want to come, you're invited. And you can bring your people too.

[And maybe meet his Mom. It helped Brenda; why wouldn't it help everyone else?]

Edited 2016-11-10 22:10 (UTC)

...a Thanksgiving party?

Are you sure it's okay?

I wouldn't have invited you if it wasn't.

Okay. If you're sure, I'd love to go. Thank you.

Actually, I never really got to know my mother-- she had to leave when I was little. But now that you mention it, I should probably set an altar for her soon.

[I can't remember what her face looks like, she wants to say. She doesn't.]

I had my sister instead! I really miss her... She didn't get to be at home a lot either, because she was working, but she never left me alone. Not even after she died. Mia took care of me and protected me... and even helped me find a new family.

She had the prettiest hair and she was graceful, and she was the best medium I ever knew. When she walked everyone would look and when she talked everyone would listen, and if they didn't, she made them.

It sounds like sisters make good mom's too. I'm glad you had her.

me too. i wouldn't be around without her : ) I'm glad you had your mother.

She really was the best, no matter how hard things were.

my mom's an amazing woman. my dad wasn't around when i was a kid, so she raised me herself with a little help from my grandfather. she works hard to provide and would fight the world to protect what she loves. and she loves pretty fiercely. she's strong, independent, a snappy dresser, and she's smart. kind of pain in the ass when she gets on my case, but i know it's coming from a good place.

i...i had a picture of her when i got here. kept it in my wallet, but it got lost a while ago. i think i look a lot like her, though. i'm not gonna forget her.

you look like your mom at all?

oh, and...honoring loved ones. that's always tough, but i think living in a way that'd make them proud's about the best thing you can do. at least...that's what i do.

Do I look like her? I wonder...

Dad used to tell me I did. But my Mom was so beautiful...I don't know if anyone could be as beautiful as she was.

being as beautiful as her doesn't mean being identical.

i mean, you're your own person. even if you look like her, or even if you don't, you can be just as beautiful in your own way.

I know, but being beautiful like Mom...I think I'd like that the most.

[ This hits Carl in all the worst ways. He very rarely talks about his mother, even to those close to him. But maybe . . . ]

 my mom was good to me. she did her best to raise me and she was kind. she died, but she rather die and give her baby a chance to be born. 

the best way to honor your mom is just living your life, and don't let the world drag you down. that's what my mom's last words were.

Edited 2016-11-11 06:06 (UTC)

I want to live the life she gave hers up so I could have.

We don't always know how...but I think they'd be happy we're trying.

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